Hey, burger! Dyment’s. Good spot up on the escarpment. Presumably there was a view. The smashiest of (double) smash burgers. Fried onions come standard 🍔

Fall golf is the best! ⛳️

Brigantine at Portside Pier in the San Diego Harbour… where we lost that empty feeling and began to be happy and to start making plans. The oysters should have asked way more questions.

Peace out, San Diego. Easy to see why Tony Gwynn spent his entire career in “America’s Finest City.” Free agency must look way different when you’re already here.

Landed in San Diego & headed straight for Tacos El Gordo in the Gaslamp Tortillas made from scratch right in front of us, then loaded with adobada carved off the spinning trompo. Charred edges & all the fixins About as close to Tijuana as you can get… Literally & figuratively

Back in Toronto for a minute… and our hottest homie turned Thanksgiving dinner into soup. The holiday stretched into another bowl. A comforting home coming. Further evidence that we married well. 🦃

For us, ACR Hot Roti & Doubles in Scarborough has always been the gold standard for Trini snacks. The place we measure every other doubles against. Usually while wishing we’d ordered more 🇹🇹

Venice Beach, you beauty. Couldn’t leave without tacos. At Teddy’s Red, that meant Tijuana-style birria on absolutely everything. Mulitas, vampiros, quesatacos… all the fellas made an appearance. A strong finish to LA… and a bold start to six hours in a middle seat 🌮 🇲🇽 ✌️

Gjelina, Venice. Jonathan Gold knew. Heirloom cucumbers, mint, dill & a vinaigrette bordering on witchcraft. Fennel-salami pizza, Calabrian chillies, blistered crust. Wandered inland to Abbot Kinney at sundown. Found the life of the party. Wished my better half was there.

Another reason we love LA: mom-and-pop donut shops still win. Wendy’s deserves more love: Cambodian family, cheap dozen, generous glaze. Menotti’s: line out the door, great coffee, a weightless Homer Simpson 🍩 “So you like donuts, eh? Well, have all the donuts in the world!”